Whispering Verse

"Shad Hamilton, currently a detective. Good evening, ma'am. Best regards."

Shade considered his words and tried his best to speak appropriately. Before knowing the other party's purpose, the right thing to do is to speak cooperatively. Moreover, he was truly sorry for what had just happened, and even that wasn't entirely his fault...

"I say it again, don't laugh."

He said in his heart.

"Then Mr. Hamilton, let's not talk about the out-of-control [Dark Box] for now..."

Even if the power of a high-level warlock can quell the danger caused by this poet-level relic going out of control, it is impossible not to be angry. However, the woman behind the door is very good at controlling her emotions.

Shade was very lucky that the other party was the kind of reasonable person, otherwise his situation would not be good.

"I know that being able to understand all languages ​​is definitely not a good thing in this kind of world. You must remember this lesson..."

Shade thought in his mind, and the woman quickly calmed down and continued to speak, her tone becoming soothing:

"Detective, it's not a big deal to come to you rashly. The Dark Box was just an accident. I want to know from you where the statue is."

"Sorry, what did you say? Statue?"

Xia De, who was still thinking about what had just happened, was shocked, but his words showed confusion. He really thought that he had an excellent talent for acting.

"The statue of blood, or... the statue of the old god vampire Duke Lao Er, where is it?"

The woman's voice has completely regained its composure, as if Yu Shade was talking about the weather tonight, but the calm tone brought about no less pressure than before:

"First-level warlock, there is no need to lie. The spell you used on the first and second floors just now smells too strong of blood.

But you are very clean, so I think you are not a believer of the old god, nor a member of the [Mercury Blood] organization that holds the statue.

Since he is a first-level warlock...the Righteous God Church? No, you don't look like a follower of God...but your induction seems very formal...Academy of Thaumaturgy? Which school are you a new correspondence course magician? That's better. Correspondence ring wizards have no loyalty to the academy. "

She seemed to know a lot about correspondence ring magicians, but she said softly without giving Shade a chance to speak:

"Actually, this is not important. I don't care about your identity, and I have no intention of exploring whether you have any secrets. Now, detective, please tell me, where is the statue of the old god?"

Shade looked at the ajar door in surprise, but he understood that at this moment, he had to remain calm:

"Madam, I don't know exactly what you are talking about. You also know that I am just one link..."

Tobesk was also in a foggy state today. It was absolutely impossible for anyone to see him when he touched the statue in the alley. He never imagined that someone could smell the blood after he touched the statue. You know, even [Echo of Blood] can't see any traces on him.

This should be just a simple request, and theoretically speaking, it is only possible to feel the fluctuations of the spirit and the gathering of elements at a close distance. There was no mention in the doctor's notebook that someone could accurately smell the traces of a specific spell through two floors of ceilings.

Shade knew that he had really met someone special, but at least the person was not from [Mercury Blood].

"Is the other party a believer of the enemy god of the Blood Old God?"

He could only make such a guess for the time being.

"I have special spiritual runes and am very sensitive to the power of the old gods, so there is no need to panic. Detective, do you need me to reiterate my question?"

The temperature in the room seemed to be getting colder. Shade shook his head. He knew that the other party could see him through a door, so he said:

"No, no need, the statue of the old god vampire Duke Lao Er... I did come into contact with it, just today."

"That's good. Even if you don't want to reveal your location, I think I can figure out your whereabouts today. But we can save some time, right?"

The woman behind the door asked, her voice filled with joyful emotion, completely out of the angry mood just now.

She was looking forward to the detective's answer and believed that the detective would not disappoint her.

Shade pursed his lips:

"So, can I take this as...you entrusting me with finding the statue that contains the remnants of the old god?"

This is not a detective role-playing game in which he indulges, but a tentative inquiry as to whether the other party wants to take it for free or trade it. Although he was sorry for accidentally causing the relic to get out of control, it did not mean that he was willing to hand over a valuable thing for free.

Of course, he is also willing to compensate the other party.

And the situation is better than Shade thought:

"Of course it can be entrusted. I have always advocated fair transactions. Moreover, you have no grudges with me... except for what happened just now. If possible, it is absolutely fine to do it in the form of a transaction. Then, detective, you will pay for the entrustment How much do you need? Please name a number. If you agree to the deal, I can forget what happened just now."

The possibility of getting rich instantly was right in front of him, and the woman at the door didn't look like he was joking. Noble woman, high-level warlock, these two labels together are enough for Shade to imagine how wealthy the other party is, and it can also resolve the small accident not long ago.

Shade resisted the temptation of money and stopped imagining himself in the study room with the gas light turned off, counting a stack of coins by the light of the lamp on the desk.

He has more important things:

“I’m sorry that the relic got out of hand.

The statue is in the alley diagonally opposite the Silver Parrot Milk Distribution Company. To the right of the entrance is a second-hand bookstore. Entering the end of the alley, in the blind spot between the pipe and the wall is the location of the statue, but a spell is required. Reciting a six-syllable spell will make the statue appear. This is my sincerity, I don’t want money..."

Not wanting money is naturally a lie, but it can also be regarded as the truth. As for telling such important information immediately, this is a method. On the one hand, it means that he is sorry for what happened just now. On the other hand, Xia De believes that the other party can find this location by searching for his traces, so telling him in advance can Gain favor:

"I want to use the location of this statue and the manifestation spell in exchange for the power I can use. It doesn't have to be an equivalent exchange, as long as I can use it."

The statue cannot be saved, and Shade has no intention of holding such a dangerous item. He doesn't even have the ability to take away the statue. Then making appropriate adjustments in exchange for greater benefits is the best approach.

The lady behind the door was right. There was no difference between trading the statue to the academy and trading it to her. Shade still remembered what the doctor and the writer repeatedly emphasized. They were just correspondence students and had no specific relationship with the college.

Therefore, he would not think that trading the statue to others was a betrayal of the academy. Moreover, Shade also wanted to make up for the relic's loss of control. When trading with such reasonable people, it will be good for you to suffer some losses for the first time.